"Uh…" Pei Ruoshui's eyes widened, before quickly returning to normal. She wrapped her arms around Tong Ran's slender arm and teased in jest, "President, then I'll be taking Xiao Ran for the afternoon!"
"Taking her away?" Mo Nanjue's brows furrowed, obviously disliking the word. He looked at her with cold eyes and a hooked lip, "I could also 'lend' you the crematorium over in West Suburb along with her."
His woman, how could she possibly be someone to lend out?!
In your dreams!
Upon hearing his words, Pei Ruoshui was startled and quickly waved her hands, "President, I... I didn't mean it like that…"
Tong Ran knew Mo Nanjue's temperament. He spoke like this only out of habit, but Pei Ruoshui didn't know that. If this continued, and he really got upset, they probably wouldn't be able to go shopping today.
She did not want to miss this good opportunity to go out and clear her mind.
